The day the music died

Posted on January 31, 2013 by Dave Bonta

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

[My song died,
a note gone to ash.
My flageolette got an ague.
My shot harp sat
in a bed of nails.]


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Monday 30 January 1659/60.

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Dave Bonta (bio) crowd-sources his problems by following his gut, which he shares with 100 trillion of his closest microbial friends — a close-knit, symbiotic community comprising several thousand species of bacteria, fungi, and protozoa.
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3 Responses to The day the music died

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  2. marly youmans says:
    February 2, 2013 at 6:06 pm

    Just realized you are following him through the year. What a rich mine is Pepys: great choice for an erasure subject.

    • Dave Bonta says:
      February 2, 2013 at 8:56 pm

      Yes, so he’s turning out to be. Whether I can keep this going for a whole year (much less ten years), who knows. I’ve given myself permission to skip entries if I can’t find poems in them, but so far I haven’t had to.

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